The rain is softly falling
Sadness falling too
New York City nights
David Markson who

Captured my attention
What a book! What a book!
She passes by
I take a look

Depression. Slow depression.
I listen to the rain
Boonsboro, Maryland
DC Metro train

I'm tired and I'm lonely
I wish that she were here
There's no real hope
But I whisper in your ear

                    My dear.

There's no life after death
Is there life before?
Two gentlemen of Verona
One ******* in Elsinore

I am drawn to the silence
Kamakura snow
Lightning over the Atlantic
3 candles all aglow

Free, free Palestine
The time has come. It's now.
Thai forest monks
Take a sacred vow

My father keeps singing
Please keep him going strong
He and my mother
Live in the Springsteen song

I'm gonna be an ancestor
An ancestor when I die
I like City of Ember
I like Life of Pi

My parents from Toledo
Exoplanet sky
Vegetarian burritos
Why, Judi, Why?

I went to a wedding in Tel Aviv
Me myself and I
It's not going to turn out well
Still I have to try

I like Johnny Cash
Cry cry cry
I'll be gone in a flash
Aye! Aye! Aye!

Vulnerable, she called me
Maybe baby so
Bangkok in the rain
Seattle in the snow

One life only
On and on we go
I'll die and be forgotten
And I'll never know

                   So ...

Slowly guacamole
Plant 3 mustard seeds
All Walls Fall
A pal's last need a thing to heed

Struggle within myself
Patientia
Long term view
Legolas the Elf

A little basketball
A little Rock n' Roll
If she were here
Stroll, baby, stroll

But of course she's not
I am on my own
Little black cell phone
Maybe twist the plot

American politics is mostly lies
Don't believe the hype
I play a little basketball
These poems here I type

I was in London once
Mozart Christmas Eve
Sacramento childhood
Mark and Mike and Steve

3 prayers for Chicago
Lady of the Lake
I like the Tyger poem
By London's William Blake

If I die in a hospital
I hope I peacefully go
Ashes to the ocean
Ocean topped with snow

              Yoko yo yo!

Sick and suffering, they said
Sick and suffering is true
Life is suffering
What would the Buddha do?

Free, free Palestine
No more genocide
The sacred disappears
Goes to run and hide

My life is pretty boring
I lay down on the couch
I had a kidney stone
Abdominal pain. Ouch.

She's not here with me
I sleep lonely and alone
Please protect my 3, O Life!
How it ends? Unknown.